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Hey, all. Back to blogging for me. (For real, this time.) My computer died; the graphics card was so worn that it overheated the computer every time 3D graphics were involved, so I couldn’t do pretty much anything at all on there. I’m currently using a REALLY old spare laptop; it’s way out of date. The 9( key – which was busted on the other computer – works, but that’s about it. Planet Minecraft doesn’t work, Minecraft doesn’t work, RIFT doesn’t work, and the Microsoft Word program is so out of date that writing is nearly impossible. I haven’t tried Animal Jam, but that’s kind of a last resort. So I fell back to TweenFictionGirl again.

Thing is, I have next to nothing to write about. So, PLEASE, ask some questions or suggest some posts or SOMETHING. Help me get back into the blogging spirit!!

Hey, guys!! Oh my goodness… it’s been SO LONG since I’ve posted anything on TFG!!! I have SO much to talk about, and I don’t know if you want to read it all, but here it is anyway.

I got back on Animal Jam for the first time in, like, a year. A whole lot has changed – too much for me. {2much4me.} My friend wanted his account back, but it still had most of my stuff on it, so I’m pretty bummed about that. I’m still a non-member, which I don’t really care about, but it irritates me that it’s such a pay-to-win game.

Speaking of pay-to-win games, I kind of dropped Diablo III. Actually, it got accidentally deleted when we were cleaning out the computer. Instead, I started playing another RPG instead, and this one’s free: RIFT. It’s not exactly new; I played it back in 2011 when it was fresh out of beta, but at $15 a month it was WAY too expensive to play for long. The good news is, it’s now free to play, except for a couple optional in-game purchases to get more currency, objects, etc. I’ve already played to level 38.

I owned a Minecraft server for about three months, but it got a bit boring, so it’s getting closed. It’s difficult to do anything other than vanilla, and I didn’t really know how to code, so I just played vanilla survival with Amber, Celestia, and a couple people on Planet Minecraft.

Speaking of Planet Minecraft, I got a name change, got to level 45, and rose quite a bit in the popularity scale. My skins have improved a TON.

Well, I guess that’s about it. Thanks for reading my long string of nothingness!

Hey, guys! Sorry I haven’t posted in a few days; I’ve had a busy weekend and haven’t really been able to think of anything to post. I then thought about gaming, remembering that I’d quit Animal Jam, and decided to tackle that topic. Which is really better: Minecraft or Animal Jam?

Animal Jam: The Pros
– It’s a very secure, child-friendly, secure website. Very difficult to hack.
– It’s a much more straightforward game than Minecraft, so that people of pretty much any age can enjoy it.
– There’s a variety of different minigames available in the game without having to search around for different servers.

Animal Jam: The Cons
– It’s very easy to run out of things to do, simply running around and playing minigames.
– Much of the game is only available through pay, and even then for a short time.
– The ways to customize your account are very limited.

Minecraft: The Pros
– It’s completely open-ended and can be turned into pretty much anything – an art game, a survival game, or a freestyle building game.
– It’s very difficult to run out of things to do, as every update brings something completely new and not just a differently styled copy of something else, like AJ. Customization is almost limitless.
– It only requires one payment EVER, and there’s no fancy membership options that give some players advantages over others. [Mojang actually made a law-enforced rule against selling pay-to-win items in-game, but that’s for another post.]

Minecraft: The Cons
– It’s an indie game, meaning that it’s more experimental and has a bigger range of options for annoying glitches.
– It’s written in Javascript and is basically a coded document on your computer, making it much easier to hack into minigames and thereby possibly cheating in minigames and inconveniencing other players.
– Some versions of the game are very skill-oriented and may be age inappropriate for kids who would’ve otherwise been Animal Jammers.

My conclusion
I think Minecraft is a better game to play simply because it is so open-ended. Yes, Animal Jam is fun, it’s true, and it’s a better place to just hang with friends, but after months of playing and doing the exact same thing every time you play makes it get old MUCH faster than Minecraft. Yes, Animal Jam is more secure codewise and no one can hack into minigames and cheat, but Minecraft’s java liabilities can also be used to code in other awesome features like new blocks, abilities, mobs, and more. Sorry, Animal Jam, but Minecraft really never gets old.

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed checking out my debate between two cool video games, and I hope you’ll keep reading my stuff!!!

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Hey, guys!!! Ohmygoodness, I’m so sorry I haven’t posted in so long! With school starting, I’ve been having trouble finding anything to blog about, but I promise I’ll start getting back on it!!!
First of all, I’m kind of quitting Animal Jam. I’ll get on every once in a while just for kicks, but I won’t really be posting about it as much, and I won’t be extremely up-to-date on AJ news. I’m sorta making way for Minecraft 1.8 and Planet Minecraft, which I prefer over AJ because the possibilities are basically limitless. I’ve been doing a bunch of stuff on Planet Minecraft, including being a finalist in the site contest and winning 3rd in another smaller contest, so if you really want to keep up with my Minecraft skins and stuff, just watch my account. If you actually want to find me on Minecraft, get on the server called the Hive [eu.hivemc.com]. I’ll most likely be playing Block Party.

Well, that’s pretty much it. Oh, and I’m also discontinuing my current Fiction Friday story, since I’m pretty much the only one that seems to like it. Anyway, stay updated; I’m coming back!

OH MY GOODNESS, I’m so sorry, guys!! I forgot to post yesterday’s Fiction Friday! Anyway, here it is. I’m leaving out the table of contents this time, since it’s pretty easy to find the other ones with that search bar up there. ^^^

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“Wait!”
The voice made them all jump. There was no one in the room with them except Peck and Crashing. It sounded like there was someone downstairs. A familiar someone.
Flora, Juniper, and Lucky, respectively, ran down the stairs and back into the large banquet room.
“Greely?”
“I need to speak with Peck.”
They moved over as the massive wolf went up the crystalline stairs. The light reflecting off of the walls hit his stormy gray fur and made him appear to glow.
“Greely? May I ask what you are doing in my palace?” said Peck with a hint of a challenge. Peck was one of the most dangerous warriors in Jamaa: her pretty, small outward appearance belied her belligerent temperament. She wasn’t a Lucky, but she was an absolutely incredible warrior when she had to be.
Five minutes later, they came down, accompanied by Crashing Cutestar.
“What is it?” said Juniper nervously. She was too soon relieved for any more bad news.
“Juniper, Flora, Lucky!” squealed Crashing. “I get to stay with you!”
“She is dear to me,” said Peck, a half-smile on her lips. “But I think it is for the best that she stays with the ones she loves.”
“You have my permission, as well,” said Greely. “Normally, I wouldn’t allow anything other than a wolf to stay with my servants, but…”
“Greely, you’re getting soft,” said Lucky with a grin. “Thanks, you two. We were gonna miss her a lot.”
“Our pleasure,” said Peck graciously.
Scooter and Fauna had stayed down in the banquet room, making sure the leftovers didn’t go to waste. Fauna, it turned out, had a taste for garlic bread.
“Scooter!” called Peck. “You can stay with me. I’ll tell your parents. They’ll be overjoyed that their little Bravescout is safe and sound again.”
Scooter said a quick goodbye to Fauna, then hopped over to where her Alpha was standing.
“Ready to go, Fauna?” said Flora.
“Ready,” said the little penguin cheerfully.
“There’s something odd about that one,” muttered Greely to Peck. “Those eyes…”

Flora, Juniper, Lucky, Crashing, and Fauna began their walk back home. Coral Canyons, where Peck’s palace was, wasn’t too close to their home, so it was a bit of a walk. They walked along the edge of Sarepia Forest, which led directly to their home.
“Crashing, what do you want to do when we get home?” said Fauna eagerly. “You can still play with me!”
Crashing and Fauna chatted vivaciously all the way to the residential side of Jamaa. They talked about everything they’d do together, now that they were staying for good. Fauna had no idea who her parents were, and sometime she’d have to either be adopted by a penguin or sent to Marco, but in the meantime she’d be staying with the wolves.
Juniper’s brow was creased as they neared their house.
“What?” said Lucky. “You look nervous.”
“Do you smell smoke?” said Juniper.
“I don’t smell anything,” said Fauna, tapping her beak. “Birds can’t smell.” Crashing giggled.
“No, I’m serious.”
“How much?” said Flora. “It could be a campfire, or it could be serious.”
“I don’t know. But there’s smoke.” Juniper looked around for any signs of a fire. “We need to hurry up and get home. It might be something bad, and we need to make sure it’s not a housefire.”
They jogged all the way to their house. “Look!” gasped Juniper.
Smoke was rising from the edge of Sarepia Forest. A bright flickering light was coming from the trees.
“Okay, there’s fire,” said Juniper, trying to sound as calm as possible. “We need to get down by the stream, but first we have to make sure everyone’s safe.”
“Everyone’s here,” said Lucky.
“Not everyone,” said Flora, her eyes wide. “It’s nearly midnight. Sparkle’s probably asleep.”
“You guys hurry down to the stream,” said Lucky. “I’ll get Sparkle.”
“Be safe,” said Juniper in a trembling voice as her golden sister ran down to the little cottage next to theirs.
“Do you think we’ll be okay?” said Fauna.
“We’ll be fine, honey,” Flora reassured her. “We’ll get down to the stream, and we’ll all be safe while we try to keep it back.”
“Do you see Lucky yet?” said Juniper once they were at the creek. She squinted. It was very dark.
“There!” A tall, fluffy black-and-green shape was following a smaller, lither gold one.
“Hurry!” called the blue wolf.
They all sat down on the bank of the river. Sparkle was shaking. Lucky didn’t look scared at all. She was shooting narrow glances at the encroaching light and fidgeting in the mud.
“We can’t just sit here!” she burst out after hardly thirty seconds.
“What can we do?” said Flora.
“Sparkle’s got a massive garden. Surely there’s a water hose somewhere!”
“There’s two on the back of the house,” said Sparkle timidly. “But be careful!”
“Careful is for cowards!” shouted Lucky, who was already halfway to Sparkle’s cottage.
“And that’s why my sister’s going to die young,” said Flora with a mix between fear and exasperation in her voice.
The fire was getting very close now. Lucky grabbed the end of the hose and ran toward the flames. She wasn’t going to let the fire get her neighbor’s house.
“Alright, guys, just stay here,” muttered Juniper. “Especially you, Crashing. And – FAUNA!”
The penguin had run away from the stream bank and was going toward where Lucky was blasting a hole in the wall of heat.
“Great Zios, Fauna! You’re going to get yourself killed!” Juniper screamed.
“Come on!” said Flora. “If an eight-year-old can stop it, we can, too. Sparkle, you stay here and watch Crashing.”
“With my life,” said Sparkle.
Flora and Juniper ran to join their sister. Flora grabbed the other hose, and Juniper grabbed the penguin.
“You are going to die if you try that!” said Juniper. “Come on. You’re going back with Sparkle and Crashing.”
“No! I want to help!”
“Fine, then! Go get your tail feathers burned off!” Of course, Fauna kept going.
“Lucky! Let me help!” Lucky tossed the water hose to Fauna, who caught it expertly and sprayed it at the fire.
“It’s too big,” said Flora. “We need help!”
Luckily for them, others had begun to notice the smoke rising from the forest. They could hear others shouting, see them pouring buckets of water onto the fire. “They’re getting it!” said Flora in relief.
The slight pause was all the heat needed. It surged forward and touched the side of Sparkle’s house.
“No!”
“Run!” cried Juniper. Even Lucky obeyed.
The four firefighters fled the scene as the fire engulfed the arctic wolf’s cottage. Flora looked behind her to make sure everyone had made it. Lucky, Juniper, and Fauna were running behind as fast as they could.
Let’s just hope it’s fast enough, prayed Flora.
“Ugh!”
“No! Fauna!” screamed Juniper.
Fauna tripped and fell, her face a picture of panic as she struggled to her feet. Juniper, Flora, and Lucky ran back to help their friend.
But it was too late.
Just as they began to run for the fallen animal, the flames surged forward and caught Fauna on the tail.